The recent high winds have left hardly any almond blossom on the trees, but finally the wind has dropped and we can safely go for a walk without donkeys going loopy, for the wind sends them very skittish indeed! Here are Morris and Rubí enjoying the sort of walk they like: just another opportunity to eat out. Meanwhile, Aitana lounges around in the paddock, getting back into her summer routine of sleeping in the sunshine.
For Grandpa Zeke, “piliersdelaterre,” Margaret Butterworth, those all those commenters who just like photos of the donkeys, here are some more of the self-portraits with Matilde and Morris. Close up with the donks:
And for those weird people who come to this blog just to see pictures of me, and do not want to be distracted by the donkeys, here is my latest attempt to take the Lenten fast seriously by eating in a Mexican restaurant in Vilajoiosa, where there is very little on the menu worth eating, but the restaurant owner continually pours brimming glasses of tequila until you genuinely believe that you have had a good meal.
I shall be glad when this Lent fast is over and I can get back to proper food.